"Ѡ” - [Your choice. I think this scenarios funny]
A giggle left her lips when she saw the image. This wasn't the first time Sabine had received an illicit image from someone, but it was usually someone she was at least involved with.
[SMS]: Oh la la~
[SMS]: Is this an offer or did you just want to show off?
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“Fuck it!” [your choice 🤷♀️]
Julia hated to admit it, but she was a little drunk. Parties weren't normally her speed, but sometimes you just needed to get out of the dorm and do something. A couple of shots were all it took to loosen her inhibitions, and now she was at a stranger's place. Huh. Weird how that happened.
By no means was she so drunk that she wasn't aware of her actions. She knew fully well what she was doing, but combining alcohol with an attention-deficit personality certainly made for some questionable decisions, and her poor little bisexual heart wasn't exactly one to discourage these actions.
"So uh, nice place," she said, a slight, almost imperceptible drawl to her voice as she closed the door behind her.
"S-So um like, bedroom? Or like, where do you think would be good?" It was hardly her first time doing something like this, but it was always awkward until things really got going.
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Ѡ (For Rook)
Well, that definitely wasn't what she was expecting when she checked her texts. She couldn't imagine that it was anything intentional, but it still made her wonder exactly what led to this even happening. Hopefully cracking a joke would help keep it from being too embarrassing for the guy.
[SMS]: you could at least take me out to the club first lol
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Send “Fuck it!” for our muses to have a one night stand!
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Send 🍆 for my muse’s reaction to being sent a very intentional nude
Or
Send “Ѡ” for my muse’s reaction to being sent accidental nudes.
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Send my muse a kink and they'll rate it based on interest
NEVER | NOT REALLY | MAYBE | NOT BAD | MMMMM | HELL YES | TAKE ME NOW | THERE GO MY PANTS
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She really needed to stretch her legs. This was the thought that brought Sabine out of her room tonight. Too much time cramped up inside was bad for her, and she was itching to dance. Without anything lined up in terms of scheduled performances, a club would be her venue of choice for the time being.
She wasted no time upon arriving, immediately heading to the dance floor. The instant she stepped out, she was in tune with the music, stepping and spinning in time. This was her element. Even without her blades, her prowess was nothing short of captivating. She paid no mind to onlookers, twirling, dipping, and bending to her fullest extent. The dance went on for several minutes, until she thoroughly got her fill.
By the time she finished, she was the only one occupying the floor. Her triumphant final pose elicited some cheering from the crowd. She gave an elegant bow, the lights of the room glistening off the sweat showing from her, admittedly revealing, outfit.
She took her leave from the floor then, breathing still labored and body glistening in the afterglow of her performance. She stepped over to the bar, leaning forward to see what drink she should get.
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13 & 14 [Whoever has the most fun answers?]
13. does my muse find any non-sexual parts of a partner’s body sexually appealing? ( ie. hands, abs, etc )
[Shamra's totally hopeless honestly. She can pretty much find any part of someone attractive depending on how it's presented to her. In particular though, she really likes people with nice hair, muscle tone (of pretty much any kind), and she's also a sucker for cybernetic augments. If you got all three, her panties are already practically dropping.]
14. are there any non-sexual actions that turn my muse on? ( ie. watching someone perform manual labor )
[Similar to the above, depending on how it's presented, almost anything could potentially be a turn on for her. In terms of specifics though, singing and dancing are up there. Physical work is too, but particularly mechanic work. She really likes watching people work on machines and other tech, and her dream is to have a really hot mechanic work on her leg while she flirts with them.]
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spicy hc q’s…
1. does my muse own / use any sex toys?
2. how often does my muse engage in sex?
3. how long is my muse’s turn-around time?
4. has my muse ever had a one-night stand?
5. how many sexual partners has my muse had?
6. does my muse consider themselves skilled at sex?
7. are there any sexual experiences / partner my muse regrets?
8. does my muse have any kinks that might be seen as ‘unusual’?
9. how many times can my muse orgasm before they have to tap out?
10. what would my muse consider their best / favorite sexual experience?
11. does my muse prefer sex with a partner, or taking care of it, themselves?
12. are there any common sexual acts my muse doesn’t like? ( ie. oral, fingering, etc )
13. does my muse find any non-sexual parts of a partner’s body sexually appealing? ( ie. hands, abs, etc )
14. are there any non-sexual actions that turn my muse on? ( ie. watching someone perform manual labor )
15. how comfortable is my muse when it comes to talking about sex with their partner, such as discussing kinks and experiences?
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Guess My Muse’s Kinks
They can only respond with yes, no, or maybe.
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combat-heelys:
“At no point did I say I was unhappy. I’m just saying if I’m going to be your breeding bull, I should look the part my darling.”
“Perhaps. In that case, I may even dust off the old riding crop to take for a spin.”
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“You say that as if you’re unhappy with our arrangement~.”
“I should start wearing cow print with how much Violet milks me.”
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"Vi, I love the uniform and all, it makes your body look great but... we both know I don't do well with police."
The tent in his pants says this one might be worth trying to reason with though.
"Oh, don't be like that mon cher~. It's just pretend after all." Though the handcuffs in her hand were most certainly not pretend. Most police wouldn't be caught with a hot pink set like she had, but sometimes authenticity had to be sacrificed for the sake of fun.
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lunar-throne:
Watching her squirm just from his mere presence was amusing, he could understand why he had picked her out in his drunken stupor. A coquettish smile quirked on his lips, while the soft sheets of his bed shifted around him as he began to scoot beneath them.
“Just lie back and relax, I’ll take care of ya.” He assumed she would understand what he was getting at, though he still moved slow enough to voice discomfort if she had any. “I need to hear ya give me the okay before I do anything.” He paused hoping her flustered demeanor was from a place of excitement rather than something of discomfort or fear.
She swallowed again, feeling the fluttering of her heart in her chest as she watched him shift into position. At this point, keeping herself covered under the sheets was squarely out of her focus, and all of her attention was set on the pretty boy she was in bed with.
“Okay....” She forced a sheepish smile, and her voice was dainty and delicate. Well, that is what he asked for after all. Her face was flushed with heat, and she could feel it quite clearly. She did her best to relax into the bed, but there was still a tension in her muscles she couldn’t quite shake just yet. Hopefully that would fix itself once they got started.
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lunar-throne:
He felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine straight to his groin upon feeling the heat of her body against his, her breath against the shell of his ear wasn’t any help eithers.
“You’ve stumbled into a troublesome habit..” He closed his eyes with a sigh of annoyance, despite that he made no move to separate himself from her grasp besides the slight turn of his head away from her. He wasn’t stupid, he knew he had gotten caught in Violet’s trap a long time ago, however his pride was too large for him to buckle first.
“Troublesome it may be, but you can’t deny that you enjoy it just as much as I do~.” It was clear to see that she had him precisely where she wanted him at this point. He could be a stubborn one, but that was just a facade. When it came down to it, he was like putty in her hands.
“So, what do you say? How about an encore~?” Violet delicately ran her fingers across the boy’s chest, circling slowly at first before gliding down his abdomen. Anything she could do to drive him to his breaking point.
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“Can you blame me, mon amor? Any woman in her right mind would want nothing more than to relive our night prior.” She leaned into him further, pressing her bust against his and leaning up toward his face. She kept her words light and breathy as she spoke, her dulcet tones weaving a web of temptation.
“Oh, I can make it up to you and more, cher~.” Her hands continued to move, running along his neck and ghosting along his chest as she attempted to pull him closer.
[ @auraboundandtied cont. x ]
“And here I thought last night had been enough, greediness is unladylike.” He commented dryly, though he could feel the goosebumps rising on his skin, the touch only stirring memories of the night.
“If I were to say yes, would you be gracious enough to make it up to me?” Perhaps he should have worded himself differently, though the remaining sleepy haze of his kinda seemed to allow that to pass unnoticed.
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lunar-throne:
“Why’re you hiding? Did I wake up too early for you to make a run for it?” He teased with a light chuckle, it wouldn’t have been the first time his internal clock caught someone midway out the door after a night together. “Or was last night so bad that you can’t even bear look at me?” He paused, unable to stop the grin quirking on his lips.
“Want me to make it up to you?” He leaned forward making the offer closer to her ear, voice dropping with the alluring tone.
She shut her eyes tightly, doing her damnedest to keep the boy out of sight for as long as possible, though it seemed like this would be a losing fight for her. Why did he have to sound so attractive? She felt the breath against her ear, and immediately her mind went into overdrive.
“N-No, of course-, th-that’s not,” she sputtered out, trying to say something, anything that didn’t make her seem like a complete idiot. Eventually, her impulses grew too much for her to resist, and she hesitantly cracked one eye open to glance over at him. Sheesh, she really did hit the jackpot last night didn’t she? Her heart rate picked up almost immediately at this revelation, and her voice grew even more timid, if that were at all possible.
“Wh... what did you have in mind?”
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